[oktaveaa]

    for now,   i’ve put octavia on my multi  @manstres

[oktaveaa]

         bloodied and bruised features seemed to illuminate in the dim light of the motel room.    she perches on the edge of the bed they’d rented,   a pack of frozen peas pressed against her jaw in an attempt to calm down the swelling that had already started.    dark hues watch the other as he rushes around,   phone in hand and a stern look in her eye.   she knew that look.   she’d been with him long enough to know that look,   “   it isn’t your fault.   “   it was a fact.   octavia had started the fight,   lead the wrong lead to find her brother and had ended up in trouble.    nothing about this situation was dean’s fault,   “  would you stop pacing   !    it’s making me uncomfortable.   “    /   @ainthero

[deathstroyed-a]

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[hellboyeda]

                    in the desert,   i saw a creature,   naked,   bestial,   who,   squatting upon the ground,   held his heart in his hands,   and ate of it.   i said,   ’   is it good,  friend?   ’   ‘   it is bitter    -    bitter,   ’   he answered;  ’     but i like it,   because it is bitter,   and because it is my heart.     ‘  

                                          john murphy  written by iisms.

[oktaveaa]

    could you vote on this please

[daeneryskairipa]

Octavia/Bellamy begging to be killed 1x08/6x02 (requested)

[oktaveaa]

       if i made a film based jean grey (  with sophie turner as the faceclaim  )   would anyone follow / interact with her?

[princessrhcenyra]

THE 100 ⇢ 6x02

If not for you, I would have delivered us safely to that valley. Our sins would have been washed away. McCreary and Diyoza would have surrendered to me. Everything I did would have made sense. Now nothing does.

[bellamyblakepositivity]

Countdown to Season 6  —  Day 3 

Endless Bellamy Blake (96/?)

[oktaveaa]

        re   :   𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧.          「      @graunteina         」

              i can’t undo what has been done.    

                              eyes fall from her mentor and up to her brother.    the dirt and grit of her mistakes stained his features,   and there was something akin to disgust within his eyes.   it was a look she had yet to see from her brother,    yet it seemed to be a look reserved just for her   . . .  for what she had   become.    she swallows down tainted air,   air that was filled with blood and lose,   all at her hand.   it tasted bitter upon her tongue and burned her lungs with nothing but acid touch.    she had destroyed what she vowed to protect,   she was her clan’s biggest enemy   -   not those wishing to take the valley for themselves.    

           their cover wouldn’t hold them for long,    not against the weapons the opposition forged at their own will.   one blast and all four of them would be dead.    she couldn't let that happen,   not when she had dragged them here in the first place.    hand falls to gaia’s cheek,   softly,   readying herself for the inevitable rejection,   but it doesn’t come.    small smile surfaced upon broken lips,   a shadow of the girl she once was flickering upon features.  

                    “    when they open fire.   run.    get out of here.   “   she speaks,   with the confidence of the queen she had become.    if it weren’t for the constant reminder of him wishing she were dead,   octavia would have never been able to do what she was about to.    hand now lands upon bellamy’s cheek,   bambi hues catching his gaze,   holding it for several moments.     she does not cry though.    does not allow herself to.   

                                        omon gon oson.   

         she stands,    hands reaching for the machine gun that lay by bellamy’s leg,   “  they want me.  “   she breaths,    so quietly she’s unsure if any of them heard her.     with a small beat,    she steps from their refuge,    almighty scream falling from her lips as she opens fire at those she knows she’s unable to reach.    provoking them.   forcing them to aim at her,   instead of those she willed to safety.   the spotlight blinds her.   but at least she knows she had their attention.    weapon falls from her hands as she feels the first bullet puncture her skin.   she stumbles slightly,   but stands straight once more,   eyeing them.   daring   them.    another,   and she finds herself on her knees,   small gasp falling from lips.    she glances over at indra,   a small nod of her head is the only movement the pain that causes her body allows.   and in turn,   indra nods back,   picking gaia up in her arms.

                                   omon gon oson.

        another.   and then another.    until she’s laying on the floor,   unable to move.    she’s sure this is the end.    sure this is exactly what bellamy wanted.    was he even here to see his wish come true   ?   at the thought,    his features come into view,   but not long enough for her to know he’s real,    “   bell   . . .  “  name is breathed as she attempts to lift her arm,   blood fingers smearing red against the images cheek before everything falls to black.    

           it’s the bright light that blinds her when she wakes.    confusion fills her whole being.    is she dead?   is this heaven?    eyes are slow to open,   to adjust to her surroundings.    other pods, like hers,   open but there was nobody inside of them.   where was she?   was this her sick idea of what comes after?   so hooked to the idea of being herself again that she pictured heaven to being the ark?   but this wasn’t the ark.   it didn’t have the same smell,   or atmosphere.   chest tightens in panic.  

                          where was she?               what happened?

[barbgordon]

* A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE SENTENCE STARTERS ( PART I )

a collection of starters from george r. r. martin’s series of epic fantasy novels. feel free to change any pronouns / wording ! 

❝  my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.  ❞ ❝  fear cuts deeper than swords.  ❞ ❝  some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.  ❞ ❝  all men must die, but we are not men.  ❞ ❝  i’m sorry that I never trusted you. i don’t know how to do that anymore.  ❞ ❝  why ask for truth, if you close your ears to it ?  ❞ ❝  death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.  ❞ ❝  once you’ve accepted your flaws, no one can use them against you.  ❞ ❝  everyone must die, but first we must live.  ❞ ❝  we look up at the same stars and see such different things.  ❞ ❝  if i look back, i am lost.  ❞ ❝  a day will come when you think yourself safe and happy. ❞ ❝  suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth.  ❞ ❝  the brightest flame casts the darkest shadow.  ❞ ❝  there’s no shame in fear, what matters is how we face it.  ❞ ❝  the things i do for love.  ❞ ❝  you know nothing, NAME.  ❞ ❝  i know nothing, NAME. and perhaps i never will.  ❞ ❝  those are brave men… lets go kill them.  ❞ ❝  there is no one like me. there’s only me.  ❞ ❝  you were made to be kissed, often and well.  ❞ ❝  i prefer my history dead.  ❞ ❝  you’re mine. mine, as i’m yours.  ❞ ❝  a ruler who hides behind paid executioners soon forgets what death is.  ❞ ❝  those who hurry through life hurry to their grave.  ❞ ❝  you must put these dreams aside, they will only break your heart.  ❞

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

Send “#b” and I’ll shuffle my music player, and use my favorite line from the next song as a starter!

[sagamemes]

fifty reasons to touch someone.   a variation of this. send me a 🤝 + a number ( add ‘flip’ to reverse it )  for your muse to touch mine…

…to say ‘good morning’.

…to say ‘goodnight’.

…to say ‘goodbye’.

…where it hurts.

…where it doesn’t hurt.

…on a falling tear.

…in secrecy.

…in public.

…desperately.

…in joy.

…in grief.

…discreetly.

…casually.

…passionately.

…lazily.

…to distract.

…as encouragement.

…for luck.

…on a scar.

…on a place of insecurity.

…in a rush of adrenaline.

…in relief.

…in danger.

…as a ‘yes’.

…as a ‘no’.

…as an apology.

…as a suggestion.

…as a lie.

…as a promise.

…as comfort.

…after a small rejection.

…to wake yours up.

…forcefully.

…to pretend.

…to gain something.

…to give up control.

…without a motive.

…because you are running out of time.

…because i am running out of time.

…because the world is ending.

…because the world is saved.

…out of pride.

…out of greed.

…out of lust.

…out of anger.

…out of envy or jealousy.

…out of spite.

…out of habit.

…out of necessity.

…out of love.

[ dealer’s choice / randomise ]

[oktaveaa]

          S T A R T E R  C A L L !    hit the  heart  for a starter from   OCTAVIA BLAKE.                will probably take place in season six  unless the muse states otherwise.

[oktaveaa]

warcrwnd‌:

𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊’𝖘 𝖆 𝖋𝖚𝖗𝖞 𝖎𝖓 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖘:      𝖆 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖉𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖓,     𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖘,     𝖔𝖋 𝖌𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖋     but most of all,     THE ANGER IS CENTRE STAGE.     a spotlight shining,     blinding all other emotions,     all other noise.     𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜.    they have both done unthinkable,     unimaginable things to survive.     and here he is,     leg newly patched up,    mind plagued with YET AGAIN the terrible things he’s done to the people he loves.     he doesn’t have the energy to fight with her.     𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊.

it was her final act     .     .     .      𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐘.    that broke that thread that     𝚃𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙸𝙱𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙾𝙶𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁.    the final straw that shattered     ATLAS’ BACK.     he can only hold the world for so long,     &&     bellamy always believed part of that strength,      part of that 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 was because𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.     she was his responsibility,      HIS SISTER.        but now he see’s a stranger.     one who was ready to see him die.

❛      you’re not supposed to be awake,     o        octavia.     𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚂𝚄𝙿𝙿𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴.      ❜      gaze drops,     hands clench at his sides,       slow exhales provided to keep himself calm.    keep himself from doing anything rash.    𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲.     he cares,     of course he does,     𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖎𝖙’𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖘𝖔 𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖊𝖙.     and he doesn’t know if that’ll ever be something he will be able to do.      ❛      YOU being here will not do 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.      ❜         ›        ❪        starter     for     @oktavea       ❫

                brother    fighting   brother.    it was the oldest story in the book.     stories of blood shed and backstabbing,    or betrayal and heartache,   brought on by those who you loved most   :    siblings.     the blakes were no different,    even thought octavia wished they were.    they had been torn apart in haste,    words spat from desperate lips for desperate ears   :    𝖎 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚, 𝖇𝖎𝖌 𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗.      he was merely another shooting star in the cosmos,    as she burned silently beneath the ground like molten rock.   seething,   slowly building until she erupted.     she had been touched by ares’ hand,   moulded into something akin to a weapon.        𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐩.    they do not weep when the only family they have left turns their back on you.    they do not weep when the blade of betrayal penetrates chest at the news of one’s brother’s new lover.    they do not weep when their own flesh and blood feeds them poisonous algae in order to stop her rule.

           “   bellamy   .   .   .   “    lump forms in throat.     it was as if she were drowning,   and in her panic,   reaching for the one thing she knew best.    but he didn’t     want    her anymore.   she wasn’t his   family   anymore.    the small flash of heartbreak is just that.      a flash.   lips purse,   crushing her healing lip under the weight of her upper one,   causing a pain to run through her body and for the skin to split once more,     “   apparently you being here will do us any good either.   “   she gestures over to clarke and murphy with a small nod of her head,    “  i’m not the only one  housing a    monster   bellamy.  “

[ruzekburgess]

Octavia Blake | The 100 Season 6 Episode 02 “Red Sun Rising”

[oktaveaa]

okay due to work kicking my butt and leaving me tired af i probably won't be on until tomorrow / Tuesday depending on how tired i am. i'll be making a new Pinterest and disco so stay tuned